When Me and My Brother Had a Row

When me and my brother had a row

When I was a boy
We hadn't need for much
We always had provisions
Clothes and food and such
I had one only brother
And I had him all my life
We never took to trouble or to strife

One evening at the table
While food was being spread
My brother sitting next to me
And father at the head
Mother served the sweet milk
And poured it in our mugs
Brother swallowed his
And then he drank mine in a chug
He looked at me contempted
And then he took a bow
Then me and my brother had a row

I told him he was in the wrong
He said I was mislead
He added I was insulent
And had a misshaped head
I said he was unpleasant
He said I was a louse
And then we took to quarreling 'round the house

We quarreled in the cellar
And we quarreled in the attic
We quarreled in the kitchen
And we quarreled with a headache
I hit him in the backyard
I hit him in the front
I hit him with an object
And the object, it was blunt
We didn't stop to eat or drink
Or even wipe a brow
When me and my brother had a row



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Writer(s): Josh Ross Kaufman, Justin Isaac Rubenstein, Brandon Michael Armstrong, Frank Fairfield
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